Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 11 - Sex Stories

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 11

... power I might have over you, you know... being the older one, and letting you live with me and stuff. I just want to make sure this is something you actually want and not something I'm making you feel like you have to do. It's okay to say no to me, to shut this down." I poured all of this out and could tell I was rambling, and luckily he interrupted me before I somehow talked myself out of everything.

"This is more than okay. I want this too. I want to do this for you. I promise I don't feel like you're abusing any sort of power, this feels like something we both want. I promise."

I relaxed, not realizing I had tensed up. I let my hand play with the hair on the back of his neck. "Okay... thanks for... thank you."

He didn't say anything, he just put his hands on my back and urged me forward until he could catch my breast on his lips. I immediately responded with a sigh of contentment, as I felt him suckle gently, trying to get the flow going. I let out a few gasps of pleasure, and pants of need, and I realized that the more we did this, the more comfortable I was getting, letting myself enjoy it. I couldn't help moving my hips around and trying to find something to grind on, and finally the milk started coming. He hummed contentedly as I squirmed in his lap, mewling for him, and cooing as he purposefully teased my nipple with his tongue. He was starting to learn what set me off, and I was having trouble keeping him from exploiting that and melting against him. I ...

... leaned forward, crossing my arms behind his head and smothering him against my chest. He sucked harder and I reveled in the feeling of being drained. I came there on his lap, holding him tightly to my chest without realizing it as I felt my pussy clench, desperate for something to grip. When I came down from my peak I smoothed out my hair and loosened up on him while he switched nipples. I took my right hand off of him and played with my free breast, gently massaging it and strumming the nipple between my fingers, spreading his saliva on the skin and keeping it at attention for him. My hips continued moving in his lap and I finally realized I could feel him, hard under me. His cock straining against his pant leg.

I let him drink from my left breast while I stopped playing with my right, and I let my hand travel lower, between us. I rubbed the broad side of my fingers against his heat and felt him throb for me. He made a small noise, almost a whimper, and his hips lifted slightly, driving me fucking wild. His teeth caught my nipple as he sucked in air in a sudden gasp and it pushed me right into another orgasm. I shuddered as I let out a shaky sigh and felt his cock twitch under me. When I collected myself. I gently pushed his shoulders back so he'd release my breast. He looked up at me slightly confused.

I brought my hand up and brushed some strands of hair from my face as I cleared my throat. I nodded down between us, and looked him in the eye. "Do you want to... take it ...